Dong Dazhuang repeated what Ye Tian said, and for a moment he couldn't believe his ears.
Just a few minutes ago, he thought he was going to die in this place, but just a few minutes later, the situation suddenly changed, and Ye Tian suddenly came out like a divine general.
It's just that although Dong Dazhuang hates Ito Saki very much, he is different from ordinary Hongmen. Strictly speaking, he is not even a Hongmen.
Since Dong Shenghai did not want his only grandson to join Hongmen, the family tradition did not even teach him kung fu. In a sense, Dong Dazhuang was definitely a good student with both good character and academic performance.
So when Ye Tian asked him to choose Ito's life or death, Dong Dazhuang was a little dumbfounded for a moment. The most passionate thing he had ever done in his life was just punching his classmate's nose to bleed when he was in elementary school.
"Ling Chi, chop him alive!"
While Dong Dazhuang was still in shock, the middle-aged man beside him struggled to sit up and shouted loudly: "Both my brother and younger brother died in his hands, we must make sure he doesn't die well!"
"Who are you?" Ye Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this. This man's face was 45% similar to Dong Dazhuang's. Could it be that he was Dong Shenghai's son?
"My name is Dong Tianyi, and I am Da Zhuang's uncle."
Dong Tianyi looked sad, turned his body and knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily to Ye Tian, and said: "There are thirty-eight people in the Dong family, only Da Zhuang and I are still alive. Sir, can you
You want to help us take revenge!"
"There are thirty-eight people in the family, and only two people survive. Is the family really wiped out?!" Ye Tian's eyes showed a murderous intent, nodded slightly, and said: "As you wish, he will be punished!"
"Baga, the Chinese are... arrogant!"
There are very few people in Japan over the age of seventy who do not understand Chinese. Especially various aristocratic families in Japan, Chinese is a compulsory language. Therefore, Ito Saki can completely understand the conversation between Dong Tianyi and Ye Tian.
Gotta understand.
Although Ye Tian's thunderous methods chilled Ito Saki's heart, the ferocity in the Japanese's bones made Ito Saki feel a sense of shame in his heart because of fear.
"kill!"
Ito Sasaki stepped on his feet and rushed towards Ye Tian like lightning. When he was still four or five meters away from Ye Tian, he muttered and suddenly jumped up high. He held the knife above his head with both hands, full of momentum.
At the same time that Ito Saki took action, the Japanese who were scattered around also let out a burst of howls, each drew out the katana from their waists, and surrounded Ye Tian.
"Baga, die!"
Japanese swordsmanship is the most powerful. Under the pressure of Ye Tian's invisible pressure, Ito Saki felt that this sword was the pinnacle of his lifelong martial arts, and there was no one who could stop him in the world.
"The clown!" Ye Tian sneered from his nose. How dare he show off his sword skills before he even developed a sword?
Ye Tian didn't interrupt Ito Saki's momentum at all, until the murderous knife came to his eyes, Ye Tian Tian stretched out two fingers of his right hand.
That's right, it's just two fingers, the index finger and the middle finger, just like using chopsticks to pick up vegetables. When Ye Tian closed his two fingers, the sword light in the sky suddenly stopped, and Ito Saki's leaping body was also pulled by Ye Tian.
Come down.
The top blade of the katana was only an inch or so away from Ye Tian's eyebrows, but no matter how hard Ito Saki tried, the katana seemed to be cast together with Ye Tian's fingers, unable to move even a millimeter.
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But at this moment, six or seven samurai swords struck Ye Tian head-on at the same time.
The people from Siberia brought by Ito Saki this time were all good hands in the family, with extremely tough hearts. The killing that Ye Tian just caused only made their hearts waver.
"Once you enter the innate world, you will find a different path!"
Feeling the murderous aura coming from above his head, Ye Tian shook his head slightly. A year ago, Ye Tian could only release his fingers and retreat all the way, but now, it is difficult for these cold weapons to cause harm to him.
"Dang...dang!"
The two fingers of his right hand still held Ito Saki's katana, but Ye Tian raised his left hand. A white luster appeared on his arm, and when he raised it, a loud sound of metal clashing was heard.
The person holding the knife only felt a strong force coming from it, which made their hands numb and they could no longer hold the handle of the knife. Six or seven knives were shaken high into the air.
However, Ye Tian's left arm was intact, and even his sleeve was not torn open. His movements seemed like he was chasing away a few insignificant flies.
"You should also let go!"
Ye Tian clamped the blade of the blade on his right wrist and swung it slightly. A dark force passed directly from the blade to the handle. The stainless steel katana suddenly became twisted and trembled like a snake's body.
Ito Saki felt as hot as holding a piece of coal in his hands. Following Ye Tian's voice, he hurriedly let go of his hands. He looked down and saw that his hands were cracked and his thumb joint had been broken.
After grabbing the samurai sword, Ye Tian's right hand shook again. The sword bent like a spirit, and the handle was sent to Ye Tian's left hand.
"kill!"
Ye Tian let out a loud shout, and swung his left hand outward like lightning, and a line of white energy with a length of three meters appeared at the front of the sword's blade.
"Puff, puff..."
Several muffled sounds were heard, and the seven or eight people who were originally surrounding Ye Tian felt a chill on their necks, and their consciousness became blurred.
Because Ye Tian drew the knife so fast, only a red line appeared on the necks of several people. After a few seconds, the eight-pound heads fell from the necks of several people, and at the same time, a bloody arrow shot into the sky.
"idiot!"
Seeing this scene happening in front of him, it was Old Devil Ito's turn that his eyes were completely split. The people who followed him to Siberia this time were all family elites, including even his own grandson.
But just as Ye Tian waved his hand, Ito Saki was separated from them forever. The blood spurting out from the standing body blurred Ito Saki's sight.
"It's your turn, but you won't die in such pain!"
Ye Tian turned to look at Sashu Ito. Although there was a river of blood around him, Ye Tian's body was not contaminated at all, and everything was blocked by the protective energy.
"No...no, you can't kill me!"
Perhaps the belief in his heart was completely destroyed by the killing in front of him, Ito Saki quickly stepped back, but his feet were tripped by something, and he stumbled and fell to the ground, "Everyone in the world is invincible, so who do you think you are?"
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Ye Tian swung his sword, and Ito Saki, who was sitting on the ground, felt his ears go cold. When he touched them with his hands, both ears were gone, and blood flowed down his ears.
"No!" Seeing Ye Tian slashing with his sword again, Ito Sasaki grabbed the man who had just tripped him and raised it over his head.
"This man is not a good person, he should just die if he dies!"
Ye Tian's eyes narrowed and he realized that the man whom Ito Saki used to block was the Russian general from before. The katana in his hand continued to strike without any hesitation.
Anyway, he had already killed all the members of the special forces team before. If he killed one more old man, Ye Tian would not have any psychological burden.
When Ye Tian entered this training camp, he had already planned to bloodbath the place. Except for Dong Dazhuang, no one was left alive, and the Russian military would not be able to trace him.
The blade cut through Lovsky's waist without any hindrance, like cutting tofu, and his internal organs were mixed with blood, immediately drenching Ito Saki's head and face.
Ye Tian's wrist flipped left and right like lightning, and Ito Saki let out a miserable howl. All ten fingers of his hands were cut off by Ye Tian's body against Lovsky's body.
"Watch it, I'll avenge the Dong family for you!"
Holding a katana about 1.2 meters long in one hand, Ye Tian waved it up and down like a butcher undressing a cow. Pieces of meat the size of thumbnails kept flying in the air, mixed with Ito Saki's miserable howl.
cry.
Every time Ye Tian peels off a piece of Itosha tree bark and meat, a ray of true energy will be released to protect his heart.
So although Ito Saki was bleeding all over his body, he was still conscious. He could clearly feel every pain in his body. This endless torture made him wish he could die immediately.
After just a few minutes, except for the skin on Ito Saki's face that was intact, he had become a bloody man with fishnet-shaped wounds all over his body, and there was no trace of good flesh left.
The uncle and nephew Dong Tianyi on the side had already looked at him with straight eyes. Even though they had all kinds of hatred in their hearts, Ye Tian's killing method still made them sick, and there was a surge of acid in their stomachs.
As for Froz, who was lying more than ten meters away, his eyes were full of panic, and the pain of shattering bones in his limbs could not suppress the fear in his heart. He had never thought that there was such a cruel way to die in the world.
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"Huh? Something seems wrong!"
A warning sign suddenly rose in Ye Tian's heart. He felt as if something had gone wrong. He quickly released his consciousness, only to find that there was no living person in the entire military camp except for the sex ground he was in.
"It's better to leave here as soon as possible..." Ye Tian kept his right hand, but a hexagram came up in his mind, and he found that the hexagram was downward, which meant there was great danger.
At the same time, a noise was also heard three to four hundred meters outside the military camp. The troops that had just surrounded the training camp surrounded them again. Perhaps the fierce gunshots alerted them.
"You take this head with you and keep it as a memorial to your family!"
A ray of cold light flashed across, and the howling in Ito Shashu's mouth suddenly stopped, and the white-haired head fell at Dong Dazhuang's feet.
